The Professor had dealt with similar things before: the voices, the emotions...the pain but never had he started to feel himself unravel more than after the nightmare had been broken and when everyone else had awoken...but perhaps it had more to do with himself...with the person he was still linked with.
Her AGONY, the abandonment she was feeling...it was getting hard for Charles to stay on the right path.
He’d peered up for a moment, recognising the vibe from the on coming presence before he turned to confirm exactly that. While they had met briefly, the Professor had shared a moment with the empath and one that had them linked for a moment. Perhaps he was one of the few people who would be able to understand how frustrating it was to have so much going on in your head....though he wasn’t sure what true difference it would make. The dominoes were still falling.
“Donald, it is nice to see you outside of the mess that was the party.” he added politely, attempting to best keep his normal stature. “How are you doing?”
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